Originally the diary of 4 months spent in Antarctica working as a documentary film sound recordist, this blog has evolved into an online repository for the thoughts, travels and trivia of the writer Richard Fleming. For McMurdo Station, Antarctica, and polar exploration, see August through December of '06. Currently you are likely to find in these pages chronicles of my actual and literary meanderings, as well as notes on my many other passions. Also, did I mention I wrote a book?

5/08/2007

Fighting Crimes and Righting Wrongs

Although we have a firm policy over here at antarcticiana of never hooping images from other websites, some injustices are so profound that the need for redress overwhelms any squeamishness we might have about committing the heinous crime of plagiarism. Originally posted at the usually excellent apartment therapy blog, these photographs are of a crime scene. I'm not referring to the many bottles of fine Sicilian wine and plates of exquisite home-cooked Italian food that I have demolished while seated at the immaculate and ingenious rotating table seen in the photograph of the kitchen. No, indeed. The crime is this: failure to recognize greatness. Entered for consideration in apartment therapy'ssmallest coolest apartments 2007 competition, these photographs have just been posted there as a sort of hors du concours honorable mention feast for the eyes. In other words, this apartment has been removed from contention, as if the proprietors of that website knew that these luscious digs would trample all other comers on the rush down the turf to the finish line, and therefore disqualified them in the desperate hope of retaining any remnant of the competitive element in their "contest."

What is glorious, though, is to see the democratic voice of the people surging together with one shared chant into a tsunami of public opinion, a rising, roaring tidal wave of dismay and indignation that this apartment is no longer in the running. In short, once you have looked at this beautiful home and wiped up the puddle of drool at your feet I urge you to go over to apartment therapyand read the FIFTY-SIX comments and counting, in which readers the world over chime in to express their outrage, adulate my very good friend Joseph, the brilliant designer of this space, and virtually offer to bear his children. Or offer to bear his virtual children, or however that idea might be best put.

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UPDATE: There are now EIGHTY-TWO breathless comments, including one which suggests to me that one of the women readers managed to CONCEIVE A CHILD just by looking at these pictures and imagining the possibilities!!!